I know - it’s silly. I have 6 Brats, 4 of them stem from my own battered innards, and I’ve done my bit for humanity.
Still - I haven’t started menopause in full yet, my hormones are as active as ever (although slightly unpredictable), and I’ve always adored being pregnant and caring for infants. People procreate - I see those cute little counters all over the web - and I would love to do it again.
Maybe it’s because I was cheated out of half a pregnancy with Miracle Boy (I got a lot of infancy though…), the truth is I sometimes mourn my fertility.
I guess I’ll have to project it all onto my unborn grandchildren when the time comes (no, I’m not replacing the girls’ birth control pills with placebo - yet), and then I’ll be able to buy cute outfits and lovely crib bedding. I’ll also get to take down all the baby stuff I’ve saved in the attic, to the sound of the standing ovations not so suppressed irritation of the mother/father to be.
On the plus side - I’ll be able to required to babysit. Even more on the plus side: I’ll be able to give the Grandbrats back to their parents, send them off, close the door, and enjoy my book/cognac/trip to the Seychelles in peace.
I guess every age has its charm…
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